How is it that a Person is meant to
Walk around with a single name
To their name? Humans are far
More interesting and complex
Than one nom can attach,
Socially and individually;
Where can a sense of alignment
Arise when the dot on a line
Is the only dimension to record
One existence, under nature's
Ten thousand things; a nickname
For every circumstance, perhaps
Even every day: the temporary
Tattoos who wear off the arm,
The legs, the cheek, a constant
Sampling and sticking and staying,
To illuminate every connection,
Relationship, Personhood, the
Thous will have it and the eyes
Are shimmering in every color
That reflects the sun.
Roman Ryan 